Parade of the Wooden Soldiers

The toy shop door is locked up tight and everything is quiet for the night when suddenly The clock strikes twelve and the funds begun The dolls are in their best array, there's going to be Oh wonderful parade heart to the drum Oh here they come, Christ, air them all cheering Now they are nearing, there's the captain stiffest starts

Fae and its flashing music is crashing as the wooden soldiers march When in the morning without a warning, Toyman pulls the window shade There's no sign the wood brigade does ever out of on parade but the good, the better, the better, the better, the better.

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